He spoke coldly and waved a hand.
Overjoyed, Huang Fuling limped toward the door.
Just as she was about to reach it, however, she seemed to remember something and stopped short.
Chapter 87: Temptress, Please Restrain Yourself!
Inside the dim palace.
Huang Fuling slowly turned around, pressing her lips together.
She gazed quietly at Fang Yang, seated on the throne.
Then, without any hesitation.
Thud! Thud!
She struck her own chest twice with her palms.
Traces of blood seeped from the corners of her mouth, resolute and vivid, lending her swaying figure an added, desolate beauty.
"I trespassed into the Demon Venerable Pavilion. This is my punishment for myself. Demon Venerable, I take my leave!"
With that, she limped out.
"..."
Through the dim lamplight, Fang Yang watched her retreating figure, utterly speechless.
This woman truly was mad enough, and ruthless enough.
He knew what she meant. When she had previously trespassed into the Demon Venerable Pavilion, he had struck her twice as punishment.
From then on, every time she came, she would strike herself twice, treating it as the price of admission.
Even today, when their relationship seemed to have progressed, she still did the same.
On the one hand, it was a tacit understanding; on the other, it gave him, the Demon Venerable, a way to save face, and gave her an excuse.
Even in this chaotic Demon Cult, everyone had to follow the rules.
Otherwise, once the rules were broken, she might well lose her right to come.
"This woman truly is clever, and exceptionally adept at grasping people's... thoughts. Even my heart of stone was stirred. It seems I must be exceedingly careful."
Fang Yang murmured.
He suppressed the amorous feelings that had just risen within him and became wary of Huang Fuling again.
Although he